"get your hands off me!"
"anna."
"i said hands off."
"babe you're in my house, in my bed."
"well i want out okay."
"you want out? really?"
"yes, i don't want you anymore."
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cigs and berry cruisers [completed]
Teen Fictionher boyfriend became her stalker. the voices became her friends. she became her killer. a story that begins at the end. lowecase intended.